I spent the last part of the evening with the band at the school, getting a few videos and pics.
For the first week of band camp and with so many new members, their sound is excellent. Their movement in marching looks excellent as well. I’m not as picky as the band director. 😉
I know; it’s his job to be picky. That bronze and silver state medal aren’t hanging there waiting for the gold to join them because he’s easy on them.
I want him to know that they wouldn’t be the band they are without him. He’s the reason there’s a marching band program.
I’m partial to the the mellophone and percussion sections this year. One child in each.
It has been a long week for all four of us. Eight-hour workdays all around. It’s a good thing for all of us but hard on Sam. He has never had to put in this kind of effort for something like marching band. But he’s enjoying it.
Logan is in her zone. I love seeing her this passionate over something. It’s her thing.
It’s late. I’m tired.
That’s it. That’s the post.